Ha! During crossword time with my coffee vendor friend a fellow struggled to place me. 😁 I had him stumped!
Him: Argentina?
Me: No!
Him: Brazil?
Me: No!
Him: Portugal?
Me: No!
Him: ...Spain?
Me: No!
Him: ...France?
Me: No!
Him: 🤷♂️
What confused him was that although my Spanish has an accent, it is richly paisa, with all the right softness and many constructions only found in Romantic languages. His experience with North Americans is a coarse Spanglish, lacking in local flavour. #CanadianPaisa 🎉
Today's new vocab, from the crossword, included this macabre synonym for a carousel: tiovivo.
What a weird history. The term comes from the owner of a famous carousel who either claimed that he was alive just before dying, or gave everyone a shock when it seemed like he was coming back to life after death.
Ergo "tío" (uncle, also friend) "vivo" (is alive): because his state of being kept turning, like the carousel he'd owned! 😂
Language is SO WEIRD sometimes.
